John Crowley thinks we’re being watched. We already know that because Edward Snowden, whistle blower, told us so.

DEXTER — Amy Gallatin and Stillwaters will play their acoustic country and folk with a touch of bluegrass music at the Wayside Theatre/Grange at 7 p.m. Saturday, according to a Wayside Theatre press release.

Private detective Cal Weaver makes a simple mistake and destroys everything he holds dear in Linwood Barclay’s new thriller, “A Tap on the Window.”

NEW YORK — What’s it like to live with hoarder parents? In Kimberly Rae Miller’s memoir, “Coming Clean,” the writer doesn’t minimize the destruction the disorder causes families. But she uses her own experience to paint a much more compassionate and nuanced portrait of the illness than is usually shown on reality TV shows like “Hoarders.”

LITCHFIELD — Blistered Fingers Bluegrass Festival, at the Litchfield Fairgrounds, 30 Plains Road, begins today.

Skye Theatre in South Carthage will host New Brunswick fiddler Samantha Robichaud, who is touring in support of her album “In The Green Room.” To that end, a phone interview was conducted that found the three-time Music NB award winner calling from her home to talk about her upcoming gig as well as her 22 years of performing on the fiddle.

Meet and greet artist and exhibitor Don Thayer, 4-6 p.m. Friday, Washburn & Johnson Fine Art Gallery, 155 Front St.; 578-1905.

Cate Blanchett, possibly the planet’s greatest actress, has forever been lurking behind Meryl Streep’s throne, leaning on it, sitting on the edge with one arm around Meryl’s shoulder, posing for us all with that wicked smile. Now, with Woody Allen’s “Blue Jasmine,” she’s in Meryl’s lap and it looks crowded, so it’s time for Meryl to get up and sit in the audience. This is Cate’s year. This is her moment. This will be her night.